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If, for instance.......you might imagine it all...
Do try,... if you can.......

Pretending, perhaps, that it was long ago....
And let's say,...that you were on the brink of discovery, 
      16 years old, and thinking the world lay at your feet.
      It is the last week of your sophomore year,
      and we would find you at a graduation party, 
      mingling with friends, in the dwindling twilight 

Let us make it a sparkling, warm evening in June.

Try to imagine, if you can, that over the yard and trees
     are strings of little lights, criss-crossed streams of light-beams
         twinkling like fireflies, over the patio, over the yard
             just as the swarm of summer stars 
             are waiting to complete the scene...
      
Someone may have even set up an old phonograph, so there could be dancing....
             
Say, for instance,..Johnny Mathis was singing "Chances Are"..
And you are entranced, listening,...sipping a coke or something..

Now, imagine this great looking senior boy,...
         (whom you had seen around school, but had never met)
                        ..walks over to stand by you..,.... can you picture it...?
And let's just say, your heart is pounding nervously,
   and just when you thought you might faint... he asks you to dance!
                          Of course you'll say yes!!,....Just imagine!!....
Imagine then, you are tongue tied....can hardly catch your breath!
And when the song ends,...he doesn't let go of your hand?!

And just about then, .more music fills the air...
        something rare, something beautiful... 
        Something makes you swoon, it's "Moonglow"...just think about it!  
        And the rhythm fits the mood..and your feet seem to move on air

And let's say he begins humming softly, and his breath ruffles your hair.... 
and you close your eyes, he pulls you close, with your head resting with a sigh.....

Then another song, another dance, the phonograph plays on.. 
And the music blends, and the night is long, and you hope the moment never ends

And let's just say, it is very late 
    and your parents will be waiting,....

So he asks to walk you home...and you say, ...well..of course you'll say yes!.... 

And finally....we might have to say..
       ......well,.......what if..., what if from then on...
           he has been the only one who ever,......ever again, walked you home?

               We might just say that,......if only,.... if only you can imagine......




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